By Michelle
Gardenista
A lot of people bemoan their incompetence at growing orchids. I have the opposite problem—an inability to kill my scraggly supermarket-variety species after they stop blooming.
Here’s my secret: I ignore them. My orchids sit unmolested on a windowsill with a western exposure for as long as they can stand it—months, usually—and then, finally, they bloom again in a desperate bid to get attention.
